In The Middle Of Nowhere [rarcoryn&Hideki] (Private)

[rarcoryn]

"Shit," Hunter drawled, reaching out with his hands to lean against the paddock, his legs stretched as far as they would allow with the tight denim stretching as far as it would allow. He bit his bottom lip, stiffing the moans as he;s as he could as he felt the warm and wet flicks of Niels' tongue against his hole. He Wanted to jack off but Niels had that covered to, working his dick with full pumps.

 

'This is too much...

 

The heat in his groin started to slowly rise, each stroke of his throbbing cock bringing him ever closer to an orgasm. He had now choice but to take back over, pushing Niels hand of his dick. Hunter grabbed this base, giving himself a moment to try and suppress himself from cumming but Niels sweet tongue exploring his backside was not helping the situation at all. He tasted the faintest bit of blood and realized he had bit too far trying to keep himself from groaning aloud.

 

"Fuck... Niels..."

 

Slowly, he jerked himself, just enough to keep him steadily keep him at the same level as he was at, He found himself gentle pushing back against the student's face, his body begging for each swirl and flick of the boy's tongue. It sent a million small sensation spreading out from the sensitive muscle to the rest of his body, down his thighs, up through is stomach, some shooting to his brain and making him see stars when certain techniques made him groan out aloud against his desire not to do so.

 

How long had it been since he felt pleasure like this? How long had it been that someone had hungrily wanted to make him theirs? How long had it been since he wanted someone so bad he'd risk all the consequence on one fuck, especially so close to him. What was it about Niels that made him feel so hot? He wanted the young man to blow him but there was no chance of that happening; a few sucks from those soft lips and he'd be shooting down the young man's throat. It didn't help that he was so close to cumming even with his slow strokes.

 

"I can't... hold.... on..."

[-Hideki-]

Niels opened his hand when he felt the push of Hunter’s hand to get his off his dick and as soon as his hand was free he reached down to his own neglected cock that was aching for touch, starting to stroke himself too as he was rimming the brunette, making him moan against the other’s hole from time to time and fuelling the heat inside of the psychology major, the pleasure building up again. As he had acted like an idiot when he had first seen the other man and it had struck him like that the day before, had shaken his hand for too long and then pulled it away like a moron he would have never deemed that possible. Never deemed it possible that the other would be into him and they’d be going at it the other morning in the barn for real! Maybe he was still asleep and this was the continued version of his wet dream and if he woke from it he’d have cum into his boxers in his sleep. Then again his tongue inside of the man’s arse felt too real for being a dream. And all his senses were wide awake although overtaken by lust and arousal.

 

The older male’s moans and growls echoed through the barn and the student felt how Hunter’s body was pressing back against his tongue as it moved enthusiastically inside of him. This was so incredibly hot and he wanted to do so much more with the other. He wanted to get to know everything about that hot body of his, wanted to make the man completely lose it for him, to become his entirely in the moments they were together, the moments where they could give in to their desires for each other. Niel’s didn’t want this to be just a onetime fuck! He already knew that he wanted to repeat this. That he’d only lust for the older man even more after that.

 

And then there was Hunter’s voice calling him to hold on. The black haired male pulled his tongue out, got his head away from the man’s arse, stopped wanking and stood up from the ground, his chestnut coloured lusty eyes looking curious at the older man. He stepped closer toward him; his body touching the other’s from behind, his pulsating hard dick pressing against him, his bony hands running down his sides to his waist, his chin resting on his shoulder. “What is it?” he breathed into the other’s ear in a horny, seductive tone of voice, pressing closer against him as to emphasise that it was much too late to get cold feet and chicken out now.

[rarcoryn]

If Niels hadn't parted his lips from his hole, Hunter knew e would have shot his load. Even if he didn't touch his cock, the feeling of the soft yet firm muscle prodding around the sensitive area was too much for his body to take.

 

Hunter turned to face Niels, pulling him close and their cocks were nice again trapped between their bodies. "I'm too close..." he informed, making the other boy knowing how close to his peek of pleasure he was. "I'm not ready to come yet. I'm not ready for this to be over in a couple of minutes."

 

Things like this were better in the house. Beds and couches were comfy, showers were warm and sexy, barns were definitely and interesting choice but not the most comfortable. All they could really do was stand, their trousers at their ankles and the cool air between their legs. Though Hunter's mind whirled at their passion, at the way he felt with the warmth of the younger man pressed up against him, their eyes meeting and sparking between each other.

 

"Next time, we need a better place," he drawled as his fist found itself wrapped back around both cocks, slowly pumping away, edging himself closer and closer to orgasm. He didn't know how close Niels was but Hunter's body ache for the release, the completion it hadn't experience for at least a good month. It was hard enough time fine the time and strength to masturbate after long working hours with people always around him.

[-Hideki-]

The older male turned around to him and he could see the arousal in his lustful gaze and on his handsome face as their eyes met and their cocks were clashing against each other again, feeling Hunter’s pulsating rod against his own, making him press up against him more, grinding his dick against the brunette’s. There was a small hint of disappointment popping up in him when he was told that the man was too close to climax. And it was in a way unfortunate because Niles craved to flog that tight hole of his with his thick throbbing cock properly more than anything in that moment.

 

He wondered if he was pent up. It seemed a little like it. Giving rise to the question whether he had not been touched in that way for a long time. If his wife even satisfied him and took care of his sexual needs and desires decently. Or if they just lay in the same bed, gave each other a good night kiss and turned around each to their side. Fuck, if he shared a bed with him he would never ignore that man. He couldn’t even. He’d seduce him and do him every fucking night with that flaming, raging desire he felt for him.

 

However the disappointment was wiped away with just a few more words of his best friend’s father when he told him how he didn’t want this to be over in just a few more minutes what made him oddly happy in a weird way and he pulled the older man into a wild, demanding kiss, his tongue seeking the other’s for a heated dance, leaving him with shallow breaths when he was breaking the kiss.

 

Hunter had just let Niels know that they needed a better place for their encounter the next time and it made the man’s chestnut coloured eyes flash up delightedly and greedily at the same time, now knowing that the brunette wanted this to be more than just a onetime thing as well, that he wanted this to repeat too. And he was addressing the same thing the young male had thought about, that this was not the most practical and comfortable place to fuck in. “I agree…” he said and wanted to add something but then he felt the strong grip of the man’s rough hand around their cocks and left out a small gasp, his hips beginning to thrust up into the fist, his dick rubbing against the other male’s hot cock again and he had forgotten what he had meant to say.

 

Niels kissed and sucked the man’s neck, his hands rubbing, pulling and stimulating the other’s nipples, letting out sharp breaths and growls against the man’s skin while Hunter was jerking their erections together, the pleasure holding his body and senses in its grip, feeling his muscles getting tighter his orgasm building up. “Shit!” he moaned into the man’s ear. “If you continue like that I’m not able to hold it back much longer.” He expressed, his chest sinking and rising quickly and heavily, his half lidded eyes looking at the other who seemed to bath in pleasure as much as he did. Gosh, he wanted to pound him and cum inside him. And he would even if not right now.

[rarcoryn]

The orgasm building inside his was threatening to burst as he continued his assault on both his and Niels’ cocks trapped in his wet fist, the precum of both men mixed together as they continued to lust over each other. Whereas Niels attacked his neck with his lips, Hunter wanted a better connection. As he felt himself close, he pushed the man off his necked and force his lips on the other’s seconds before he felt that first blast of cum pumped out of his cock. A low groan erupted from his depths and vibrated into Niel’s mouth, exhaling heavily through his nose as the second shot came.

 

“Shit,” he managed as he pressed his forehead against Niels’, breaking the kiss as he looked down, his cock still shooting thick ropes of white liquid between the two of them. He noticed a new on his shirt. He’d have to fix that. But that was the last thing on his mind. Once his orgasm finished he let go of both cocks. Niels hadn’t come at the same time, but more importantly, he hadn’t come yet, though he knew he was close. SO he had to fix that the best way he could.

 

Getting down on his knees, the hard cold cement knocked into his bare skin, he took the younger man in his mouth. Instantly the salty masculine taste and the musky smell of the man engulfed his senses. Hunter closed his eyes as firmly sucked Niels off, focusing his tongue on the sensitive spots of the head as he bobbed his head back and forth along the length. Like a wild animal, a horny teenager, Hunter desperately wanted the other man to finish off. He wanted to taste him desperately, drive by the fire in his heart and the heat in his body. Cathryn never made him feel like this, and this feeling was driving him wild.

[-Hideki-]

He was fully engulfing in the kiss they shared after the brunette had gotten him off his neck and had pressed his lips onto his own. Niels was kissing him back as if he wanted to devour him completely. Feeling the flexing and twitching of Hunter’s cock against his own, the sperm that was erupting from it as well as the vibrations as the other growled deeply into their messy kiss when the older male came only aroused the student more, made his hot skin prickle and he craved his own release so badly.

 

When the kiss was broken Niels looked down at their dicks seeing the other’s cock still ejaculating and it was a hot sight indeed and the black haired hummed with appreciation and arousal, right into the brunette’s ear as his head was resting on his shoulder, still yearning to finally cum as well. So he couldn’t help but to groan when the tight grip of the man’s calloused, rough hand was gone and his rock hard cock was abandoned, aching for continued stimulation, glistering with pre-cum, throbbing like crazy.

 

Fortunately he didn’t have to wait long at all and when he saw the attractive man going down onto his knees before him excitement was streaming through him and he took in a sharp breath when Hunter took his cook into his wet, hot mouth starting to suck him off, his tongue pressing onto all the right spots making the student moan, his hands reaching down, digging into his hair, his hips automatically thrusting slightly as he was letting himself bath in the immense pleasure the other man caused him while the other bobbed his head, the tightness of his throat robbing Niels’s breath and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer the way the other was going about this, sucking on his dick that firmly and vigorously as if he was doing nothing else.

 

His muscles were constricting and his body looked even more wiry as he bucked into the other’s mouth, his cock erupting shooting his seeds down his throat, a deep growl sounding out of a gaping mouth, his fingers digging deeper into the brown hair of the older male as he was cumming.

 

Panting he pulled his cock out of Hunter’s mouth and looked down to the hot male, reaching out to pull him back up again and to kiss him completely breathlessly, one hand on his neck the other on his waist. “Let’s not wait too long until we get to do it again.” He breathed into his ear with a husky voice when he broke the kiss before he turned around and forced himself to let go of the man although he didn’t want to, to collect his pants from the ground he had stepped out of. He didn’t want to part ways just now. Ideally they’d sit down somewhere, wait a while and then fuck but it wasn’t possible as the other had to be around for work and the ranch would soon become rather lively. “Did you do this before?” he asked in a casual tone. “With another man I mean?” Niels wanted to know. “I’d understand if you didn’t want to talk to me but I’m just curious about you, you know.”

 

Manoeuvring his boxers and pants back over his shoes again before he grabbed his shirt and put it back on again he felt that the fire burning in his chest had become even wilder and was only spreading further and throwing the older male a glance he felt the lust burning inside although he had just cum and his body should be satisfied but it was hungry for more. “Where and when do you think would be appropriate to repeat this?” he asked and went back to the man not able to keep his hands off of him, groping his arse, pressing him against himself.

[rarcoryn]

The taste of Niels lingered on his lips, the salty taste of his orgasm hanging in Hunter’s throat, each swallow the older man washing down the younger man. He had been driven by a buried lust that Niels has dragged out from the depths of his being and now… it was over. Just like that. When the two of the, had finished their run of each other, the fire had calmed.

 

“I have. A long time ago,” Hunter offered, giving no more details about his previous same-sex encounters. It wasn’t important, not now. What was important now was that they had done it. And by the sounds of things, when they would repeat it. “I don’t know,” he said gruffly, buttoning him his shirt just as Niels came up to squeeze his backside through his jeans. “I’ll figure something out.”

 

How? Your wife is always around, so are your kids and the other workers. The cowboy rushed his thoughts, trying quickly to even consider how him and Niels would be able to meet again, ideally in comfort and not in the barn. Not that it wasn’t fun to do it in the barn though.

 

“Give me a few days. I’ll sort something out.” His hands cupped the college student’s face, feeling the soft skin under his rough hands and give the man a kiss. “Not a word to anyone.” He was certain Niels wouldn’t talk, but equally he wanted to make sure he said it just to reassure his own fears before he made his way to unlock the barn. He opened them just as one of the elder workers, Henry, reached for the door.

 

“Hunter! Didn’t expect to see you in the barns this early.”

 

Shit, that was close.

 

“Henry. You’re up early?” Hunter responded, casual concern for the appearance of the loyal worker at such an early time. The older man looked just as surprised as Hunter felt, thought Hunter was sure not to display it.

 

“I came to check on the horses. M-mostly on Joel. He’s been sick if you remember.”

 

That’s right. Before the arrival of the boys, Hunter had been supporting Henry with the care of one of the sick horses that they had kept at the back of the barn. It hadn’t even crossed his mind that Henry would be up so early to check on the horse and could have stumped right on him with Niels cock deep down his throat.

 

“Oh right, yeah. Sorry, I forgot. Had a lot going on.,” Hunter replied, giving a nod in the direction of Niels. “Kids been wanting to help out, so I got him up early to start cleaning out the burns.” He turned and looked at Niels with an apologetic expression since he had just signed the kid up for cleaning duties. Probably not what the college kid wanted to be doing after having oral sex.

[-Hideki-]

The gruff ‘I don’t know’ and the vague ‘I’ll figure something out’ were completely dissatisfying answers to the psychology student to his question as to when and where they’d do it again. There also was an undeniable distance in the attitude, a distance that felt odd to the man with the dyed black hair considering that his tongue up the other man’s arse and Niels’s cock in Hunter’s mouth had been everything but distant. ‘So that’s how those things go.’ He thought, knowing what the other was doing, what was apparently normal for such encounters but he wasn’t so sure if he liked it just yet. Needless to say he had never done something like that before. Hook ups, casual sex, no ties attached arrangements; it was completely new and foreign to him.

 

Niels was about to retreat and give the other the physical distance too when there was a switch in attitudes and the brunette told him that he shall give him a few days and he’d sort something out, taking his face between his hands, feeling that calloused skin against his cheeks as he was kissed only to then be reminded yet another time that he shall not talk about this to anyone. “We’ve been over this.” he said with a roll of his eyes. The man knew that the other was apparently feeling paranoid about this and was worried about anyone finding this out and feared the consequences of it, it was understandable, and he got that he was searching for reassurance but equally the student felt annoyed and as though the other didn’t trust him when he continuously reminded him to not tell anybody as if the younger male was a moron. He didn’t need the reminder, nor was it pleasant to be reminded.

 

As Hunter went for the door and attempted to open it the door was opened from outside at the same time and a minute later an elderly man was to see who expressed his surprise about the brunette being in the barn. And Niels could definitely see that Bradon’s dad too was surprised or even a little taken aback by how close they apparently had gotten away from getting caught in the act. It turned out that Henry, the elderly man, had come down there this early to check on a sick horse but the student was focussing only on the brunette man, how he handled the situation as well as his body language. It seemed like Niels would clean up the barns this morning and while there indeed where zillions of things he’d rather do right now he smiled at Hunter and the elderly man nodding. “Hello Sir, I’m Niels, nice to meet you!” he introduced himself. “I’ll try my best working here today.” The student stated as he had never cleaned a barn or much anything for that matter.

 

What bugged him about this whole thing and what he felt like the other really should give him an apologetic look for was referring to him as a ‘kid’ again. It rubbed him the wrong way. It made the hair on his neck stand and he started to really hate it. Not only was Niels a grown man it also felt as though the other wasn’t taking him seriously in the slightest, as if the older male wasn’t seeing them on an equal level and maybe he wasn’t but it still felt wrong to be referred to as a kid after cumming into the man’s mouth. Then again he had to face it, he was the age of Hunter’s son and the other obviously saw his son as a kid so no matter what the man with the dyed hair would say or do, the brunette probably wouldn’t stop seeing him this way.

 

He let the thought go as it couldn’t be helped and he now had to get started with cleaning the barn under the elderly man’s eyes who checked on the horse, Hunter disappearing to wherever. Niels was giving what he got although when it came to physical labour and heavy lifting this wasn’t too much. He refused to back down from any of the work though. He did everything not wanting to leave the impression of a weakling or a good for nothing. No matter how he was struggling, sweating and how much his body hurt. The young man from the city wasn’t used to physical labour at all, not in the slightest and he was far from an athlete as well. But while his body was challenged his mind for the most part wasn’t. And that left his thoughts to find something to occupy themselves with and their subject of choice was his best friend’s father who wasn’t only attracting him but who was also getting more of a mystery to him, giving him little to no information, enough though to make him even more curious about him. He had said he had had sex with another man before long ago. The questions this rose on Niels’s mind which was by nature inquisitive were ‘Had it been a onetime thing?’ ‘Had he had actual feelings for another man that had gone beyond sexual?’ ‘Was he a closeted gay guy?’ ‘Was he bisexual?’ ‘Why did he stop sleeping with men?’, ’Why did he settle down with a woman?’, ‘Was it due to expectations?’ And he couldn’t answer any of them.

 

The schedule Henry had given him after he had cleaned he finished around late midday and his body was hurting so bad that he felt like hitting the mattress already but he had just wanted to go back over to the house when Brandon, who had slept until midday and was now freshly dressed and styled was appearing before him. “Dude, there you are! I was already wondering where you’ve been since you haven’t been in bed anymore. What are you doing?” he asked looking the other up and down, studying Niels’s exhausted face but he shook his head. “Nevermind!” the blond brushed it off. “Go get a shower; we’re going down to the lake. I texted Shelly and she will be there with some friends.” He informed him and a while later Niels was moving his sore body that was covered by a thick layer of sun blocker down the road and then across a field to get to the lake.

 

From afar they could already see three people around a blanket, a busty young woman with curly hair waving at them, Brandon enthusiastically waving back. Approaching further he could see the two other people as well, a thin, sporty, tomboyish girl with ashen hair and an ashen haired guy who definitely had to bend every time he walked through a door. He was huge, broad and buff. But despite the muscle he had he also seemed to eat a damn lot and all the wrong stuff because his body fat was too high to see the muscle definition properly so he looked like a bull. The woman in the tiny bikini with the curly hair and the red painted thick lips was unsurprisingly introduced to him as Shelly, who got hugs and several cheek kisses from Brandon, and the other two he learned were Brandon’s childhood friend Lucy and her brother Kevin. And as soon as he heard the name it was clear to him that this weren’t Shelly’s friends but that the blond had invited the two of them separately because he still hadn’t given up on setting him up with said Kevin. It was as obvious as it was that Lucy hated it when Brandon called her ‘bro’ and instead of hugging and kissing her like Shelly gave her a fist bump and a slap onto her shoulder, before introducing Niels as his ‘gay friend’ into the direction of Shelly to prevent her from giving Niels any of her ‘attention’, leading Niels to roll his eyes.

 

Instead of jumping into the lake with Brandon and Shelly, Lucy followed suit immediately, Niels got straight to the food basket on the blanket wolfing down what he could find because after the tiring work on the farm he felt as though he was starving. Looking like a golden hamster, bread stuffed into the left cheek pouch, an entire sausage in the right, lurking out of his mouth he heard a deep chuckle from the side and felt a large body moving, sitting down next to him. “Quite hungry huh!” Kevin commented amused, looking at the skinny fellow who had to manage to get down what he had stuffed into his mouth at once now, not managing it completely before he mumbled something barely audible about farm work, taking some more food, staring at the lake where Brandon was fooling around with the ladies.

 

It was a nice landscape, sunny weather, they were at a lake, there was a guy with a friendly smile and attitude next to him but he was an idiot, thinking about his best friend’s married father. Hunter just didn’t seem to get out of his mind anymore while he was certain that the other was concerned about everything else but him and wasn’t thinking about this whole thing this much. Niels must have looked deep in thought as Kevin examined him and sighed. “Brandon told me about your break up, he said it was nasty. You’ll get over whoever he was though.” He spoke and Niels rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Why doesn’t it surprise me that Brandon is ever so generous with information about my private life?” the psychology student commented and the other laughed. “He told me because he wants me to help you to get over him.”The man said without any attempt to actually hit on him. “I know. I’m sorry if he bothered you to come here. I told him he should stop it.” The black haired let the other know and the man shook his head. “Nah, it’s fine.” He brushed it off. “He also said your ex was a complete douche!” Kevin started but before he could continue Niels cut him off. “No he wasn’t. I was the douche.” The dyed haired man admitted. “Brandon and him just didn’t get along, that’s all. Wesley was a hairdresser and your artistic, sophisticated, metropolitan kinda guy and whenever Brandon and him were in the same room it was like two worlds colliding.” He told him, biting off a huge chunk of an apple, Kevin’s grey eyes meeting his chestnut ones.

 

“Man, I always wanted to met a guy like your ex once. It’d be pretty interesting. Never met someone like that.” the man with the ashen coloured hair said and Niels raised an eyebrow questioningly and in surprise. “Seriously now?” he asked. “Yeah. Never came across a dude like that here.” Kevin confirmed and there was a smile playing around Niels’s lips. “I invite you to my home city then, it’s full of artist and, well, snobs too. Much more so than the city Brandon and I go to university even!” he laughed and Kevin nodded. “Grand.” He remarked and looked at Niels when the city guy was asking him some questions he hadn’t expected but didn’t mind, he had started that conversation to begin with. “How is it here? What kinda guys do you date? Is it lonely?” he wanted to know and the other was giving it a thought. “I wouldn’t say I’m lonely, feels like it sometimes though maybe.” He said. “I mostly drive to the nearest town and meet some folks there. At our age most gay dudes around here are miserably married to some chick they knew since school and planning on getting into the footsteps of their fathers because that’s just how it is, they obviously stay gay despite the marriage, so one could say I mostly fuck married ‘friends’ and ‘acquaintances’, mostly farmers, hard working guys, locals.” he shrugged and the black haired could have said a lot in response to this but he didn’t because his thoughts were immediately at Hunter again, asking himself whether he too had never pursued more with a man and married a woman because he had never questioned the status quo, the :‘that’s how it is and should be’?

 

He shook the thoughts off and turned to Kevin again. “Why aren’t you in a token marriage?” he was curious and the man laughed drily. “Too exhausting and bothersome.” He answered and grabbed some of the food too. “I’m shit at pretending and acting and I wouldn’t get the deed done with a chick.” He added and Niels looked at the man who generally seemed authentic. Then he realised something else. “You said you fuck them, so you’re a top?” the black haired asked and Kevin nodded confirming, followed by Niels letting out a laugh. “What’s so funny?” the man didn’t get it. “Brandon. Brandon, his incredible eye for the details and how well he thinks his set up plans through!” he answered sarcastically and that was met with a snorting laugh from Kevin who now got it and the psychology student had to think about some of the more ignorant stuff his best friend had done and continued to do. Like stating that Wesley had definitely been the “girl” in the relationship, pissing off Niels’s ex rightfully so because he had compared him to a girl. In retrospect it had not been surprising that Wesley had hated Brandon and Brandon had hated Wesley.

 

After a while Lucy was coming over to them with a frown on her face, letting her soaked body fall onto the blanket grabbing a cracker, telling them that Brandon and Shelly had gone off somewhere alone and it was clear to Niels, Kevin and probably everyone in the village that Lucy had a crush on Brandon, except for Brandon. It was followed by Lucy saying it was a wonder that Shelly wasn’t to dump to breathe leading Niels to change the subject and he learned that Kev and Lucy were both car mechanics working in their father’s workshop, currently tinkering with an old truck. When the conversation came to him and him being a psychology student Lucy couldn’t help herself but to say that she didn’t get how anyone wanted to become a shrink and listen to all the crazies for a living and in that moment she reminded him a lot of Brandon, while her brother called him a ‘smart one’, what Niels commented with:”Oftentimes I’m not so sure about that.” Right now was one of those moments. Could he really be smart and not getting his best friend’s father out of his head, hooking-up with someone knowing full well about the risks, about the hopelessness and the lack of a future of this? Was it smart to go against his own morale? To make a man do something to his wife that if someone were to do it to him he’d detest the person for? Wasn’t that idiotic or was it just a lack of integrity or corruption of his own values and philosophical standpoints by desire and pleasure? Or was the fact that he was thinking about this, questioning all of this a sign for his intellect after all? He couldn’t tell because he didn’t know and not knowing didn’t make him feel smart at least.

 

It was already early evening when Niels was walking back to the house together with a cheery and self-satisfied Brandon who was smirking ever so widely. Half way gone and back on the road Brandon was looking at him. “And, what do you think of Kevin? You like him?” in a joyful tune. “Yes, I like him. He’s a great fellow. Seems nice and easy going.” He answered and Brandon nodded encouragingly. “Right. Why didn’t you disappear somewhere more private? I wouldn’t have minded and Lucy wouldn’t have minded either, I know Lucy all my life, she’s cool.” he wanted to know and that was when Niels had to roll his eyes again. “I said he’s a nice dude, not that I wanna fuck him.” The black haired informed the other and the blond narrowed his eyes. “Why not? You need to get over that bloody hairdresser! Is Kevin not your type?” he interrogated and Niels sighed. “It’s not a type thing. There is just no spark. Besides, you tried to set me up with another top.” He informed the man of his sloppiness but Brandon didn’t get it. “A what?”and then it seemed to click. “You mean the giver, receiver kinda thing?” He said and was thinking. “You know, I thought it was obvious. You were the top with that Wesley dude and if you were with Kevin it’d totally be him because he is taller and buffer and wrestled with a buffalo and you wrestled with nothing ever. Totally simple and logical.” His best friend announced and Niels shook his head as they stepped into the house making their way to the dinner table. “That’s absolutely not how it works Brandon!” the psychology student told him but he was already giving up on it mentally. If Wesley’s furious legendary lecture hadn’t gotten through to Brandon nothing probably ever would.

 

Hence he let that subject rest and sat himself down on the seat next to Brandon, when the blond’s mother was walking into the room laying the table for dinner. “Can I help with something?” Niels asked her, feeling guilt rising within him looking at her considering what he had done with her husband in the barn that morning but she just patted his shoulder. “No hun, I heard you worked a lot already.” Before she turned to her son and urged Brandon to help her lay the table instead because he had done absolutely nothing yet, who was reluctantly getting up, complained and then went and helped laying the table. Part of him wanted the woman to not be that nice. He wished she was a horrible person to him, cold, arrogant maybe but not that lovely and sweet and caring. It made him feel worse about himself.

[rarcoryn]

That was god damn amazing.

 

The early morning frolic in the barn with the younger male was at the forefront of Hunter’s thoughts all morning. He couldn’t let go of the feeling of being wanted, desired and needed. In that moment, where it was only the two of them, where Niels attacked his body with lust and passion he had not felt in a long time, where Hunter had been the willing victim to the young man’s untapped want, he had never felt more alive. He knew that sounded silly but a new burst of energy burned through his veins, an excitement and appreciation for the day that he had not felt in a long time.

 

But it wasn’t right.

 

His brain tried to through some nets of common sense in to catch the raging wave of feelings that kept rushing between his heart and his groin. Being on horseback and taking guests on tours was not the best place for an erection and he had to give himself a physical slap once or twice to try and get himself back on track.

 

Brandon will be pissed.

 

Well, maybe not pissed. Confused? Quite possibly. Cathryn would be upset. And that worried him the most. His family. Of them finding out the two of them had been rutting together in the barn like two filthy animals-

 

Damn erection.

 

“So if you look to your left towards the hills you’ll be able to see Lake Erist. It’s been part of the ranch for as long as it’s existed. It-“ He was cut off as he noticed a couple of figures down at the waters edge and one or two in the water itself. He could only assume it was Brandon and his friends, and most probably Niels too.

 

“You okay Mister?” A kid on one of the horses just behind him snapped his back to this moment, his thoughts dangerously threatening to go into the dirt again. Hunter nodded, cleared his throat and pressed on with his explanation of the lake before hurrying the group alone as to be away from the distraction.

 

“You look like shit.”

 

Stabling the horse, Hunter turned around to be faced with one of his closest friends who worked on the ranch, Barry. The old man was studying him, trying to read his features as if to gauge how much shit he looked.

 

“I don’t feel it,” Hunter responded.

 

“Lot of your mind?”

 

“Hmm… a little.”

 

“Need to talk it over a beer?”

 

Hunter shook his head to answer. “No, I’m good. I got it all figured out. Just an early morning really.”

 

“There’s a new group coming in later tonight. I think that will be all the cabins full.”

 

“Yeah. Business seems to have picked up this season. Seems all the work we did at the end of last summer season has really paid off.” Barry nodded in response before pushed past Hunter politely to tend to the horse.

 

“It will keep us all busy that’s for sure.”

 

Hunter left Barry to his work and proceeded to fill the rest of the day with other tasks and duties. He hadn’t noticed it but after a while his memories of the morning had died, and he slipped back into a regular focused routine until it was time to head back to the house for dinner. And it wasn’t until he stepped to the front door had he remember who was going to be at the dinner table.

 

Niels.

 

“How was your day, boys?” Hunter asked as he stepped inside and into the kitchen, Cathryn coming up to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. His eyes instantly darted to Niels to capture his reaction.

 

“I took Niels down to the lake with Shelly, Lucy and Kevin. I wanted to show him lake.”

 

“You mean you wanted to find an excuse to be around Shelly?” Hunter wasn’t that stupid.

 

“Okay, you got me. But Kevin and Niels seemed to get on together well!”

 

Kevin. Wasn’t he…

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As soon as the chestnut coloured eyes took in the silhouette of Hunter appearing in the doorframe and looked at his broad shoulders and raw appearance a spark was coming into them and with it the images of their morning in the barn, the touches, kisses and tastes and Niels felt his blood rushing into his cock as arousal and want was building up in him again. His blood however didn’t get as far as it came to a sudden halt and decided to turn into a heavy stone lying in his stomach instead when he saw Brandon’s mother approaching her husband kissing his cheek ever so gently. It was a scene that could have been out of a 50ies movie, something every day, unspectacular and yet it made the man with the glasses feel awkward. Much to his dismay not only that though. He could feel jealousy sneaking up his neck and he badly wanted to suppress that feeling. This couldn’t be or rather shouldn’t be. It was absurd, ridiculous, laughable but it was apparently true. Niels felt jealous towards a woman! A housewife! Because he wanted to kiss that man of hers instead! Well, not like that, not onto his cheek but more of an invasion of his tongue of the older male’s mouth but no need to nitpick. How did one call a male college student who was jealous of a middle aged housewife? Silly or was this already crossing the border to being pathetic?

 

Regardless of what was going on inside he didn’t look as awkward as he felt and kept everything on the inside, displaying the perfectly professional neutral but attentive face of his while his best friend didn’t hesitate to answer his father’s question about how their day had been. When he heard Brandon say that he had wanted to show him the lake Niels had struggle to keep up that face of his but he did it although he was laughing internally, thinking of how the person he had interacted with least as soon as they had arrived at the lake had been Brandon who had been way to busy fooling around with Shelly only to then disappear and do her somewhere in the grass. The blond male’s father seemed to know this well enough though and he made it known leading to his best friend admitting that only to distract his father’s attention from his activities with Shelly onto Niels and Kevin who according to Brandon had gotten together well. Well, they had gotten along but not in the way Brandon was implying. “Yeah, he’s a fine dude.” The psychology student just said not wanting to talk about that subject in that manner anymore because the way the blond made it seem towards his father, as if Niels and Kevin had been getting rather closer in a non-platonic way, was almost as awkward as seeing Hunter kiss his wife. Then again, he told himself, it probably wasn’t like the man would care about this or waste a thought so he most certainly felt awkward without a reason.

 

His friend didn’t seem to want to do him the favour of letting the subject rest though. “Lu and Kevin invited us over for barbeque this weekend.” He told Hunter further. “Because Niels invited Kevin over to New York for the next summer break and Lu wanted to go to. And I realised that I haven’t been at Niels’s either so next summer we’re all going to New York.” The blond blabbered excited. “It’ll be awesome.” He said and when Misses Davies had put the food onto the table Brandon was the first one to build a mountain on his plate again. Trish on the other hand looked at her older brother and Niels with hope sparkling in her eyes. “I haven’t been to New York either. I always wanted to go. It’s said to be amazing for shopping and the high fashion and all the nice clothes I could buy; I’d be the prettiest girl in my college.” She sang but her brother cut her off. “We’re not taking you, you scarecrow.” Brandon said. “It’s just us guys. No one wants to go shopping with you.” He stated and Trish was opening her mouth to say something and then hesitated to ask herself in which universe Lucy was a man. “I wanted to invite Shelly too but Lu said if I did so she’d stuff her into her pink Barbie doll suitcase and send her one-way to Mexico in the baggage compartment. She also said if I invite her to the barbeque she’ll ram the skewer up her arse and roast her like a pigling….” Brandon said with a weirded out, confused expression on his face. “I really don’t get why she doesn’t like Shelly. Usually Lu is totally cool and chill.” He mused.

 

This was when Niels saw Trish giving his brother a look as if the blond male was something astonishingly dumb what confirmed his theory that everyone knew expect Brandon and as the man’s best friend he felt obligated to point this out to him so that he’d not make a fool out of himself somehow sometime. Hence he finished putting some food onto his plate, took a bite, chewed and then when he had his mouth clear again he pointed at him with the fork, looking into the grey eyes. “She has a crush on you Brandon.” He told him and the man looked at him. “Who? Shelly? I know it’d be bad if she hadn’t.” the blond responded grinning extremely widely and had they not been sitting at the dinner table with his parents the man had raised his hand for Niels to high five him now after he had made some sexual joke. “Not her. Lucy.” Niels corrected him and the confusion was back on Brandon’s face. “Lu?” he asked and then he started to laugh. “Bro, no way! That is ridiculous. Lu isn’t gay! Not everyone is gay Niels!” he snorted busting out into laughter again, shaking his head. “That was a good one.”

 

He had tried and done his duty as a best friend, hence he shrugged and turned towards Hunter instead, throwing him some flaming gazes while they were eating and as he looked at him he was only getting more impatient to when he’d be alone with the man the next time. He had said that he’d sort something out after all.

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Cathryn wasn't impressed by her son's behaviour at the table and instantly sent her glowering eyes towards Hunter who got the message immediately, Even though his mind has been thinking way ahead of himself, like what would happen when the summer vacation ended? And next year? His son and their friends going to Niels' place? Also, what had gone on between Kevin and Niels, if anything? Was it ridiculous he was already pissed at his son for meddling in something he didn't know was going on between him and Niels?

 

"Brandon!" he said in a firm tone. "That's not how you talk at the table. You're old enough to know and show respect to your sister. Equally, we have a guest so show some respect to him as well." His eyes met Niels for a moment, a small smile glinting before his firm expression returned to fix on Brandon. "If Trish wants to go with you, she has the right to. I’m sure Lucy and Shelby can go out shopping with her."

 

"Shelly," Cathryn corrected.

 

"Shelly," Hunter said again with a stern tone. He coughed before returning to his meal, the table a little silent now. He could see Trish was gleefully smiling at a now sulking Brandon. He probably embarrassed his son inform of Niels but that wasn't his problem. He was lucky he was too old for a spanking.

 

As the plates were finished, Hunter advised for Cathryn to go and take a rest from cooking and he'd wash up. As Brandon sulked out the kitchen with Trish behind him teasing him, the older man used the time to call the student over. He didn’t want help, but it was a moment to talk.

 

"I know my son can be a bit... challenging at times. I'm sure if he pushed Kevin onto you. I'm sure you know he has the best intentions, even when he shows them in the wrong way." He scrubbed at the pots in the warm soapy water, keeping a close eye on the surroundings to make sure no-one was coming in. "Nothing... uh... happened between you two, right? You and Kevin I mean."

 

'Cause if it did, I'd be fucking jealous.' He mentally rolled his eyes at his own silly green-eyed monster dancing inside his gut. Why was he jealous? It wasn't like he had laid claim to the young man. This was just a fling, nothing more, right?

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Now, it was indeed hilarious how Brandon got reprimanded by his father for calling his sister names and the psychology major couldn’t suppress the hint of a grin forming on his face – he was just some guy after all – listening to this. He didn’t mind that Hunter had basically invited his daughter over to his place for the next summer as well, one person more or less didn’t matter and it wasn’t like his parents would even take notice of it. If they’d actually be around they’d probably pay as much attention to Niels and his friends that they’d think there had only been one friend over for the summer break in the end anyway. However he’d not put up with both Shelly and Lucy at the same time! It was either one or the other and since Lucy had already said she’d come it’d be her. The black haired man simply refused to spend his summer trying to get those girls off of each other’s throats, constant cat fighting and Lucy’s rants about the busty chick Brandon was having sex with.

 

After they had eaten he could see his best friend leaving the room pouting, followed by his sister who was making fun of him and he shook his head smirking as he wanted to follow along into Brandon’s room when he heard Hunter calling him over. Curiously he walked towards the man who was washing the dishes grabbing a dishtowel helping the other with that task. Granted, he wasn’t exactly efficient because he was drying one plate for a bloody eternity while his eyes were roaming over the older male’s body, glued onto that firm, muscular arse of his and he was thinking about how much he wanted to leave the dishes alone and take him right there, fucking him on the kitchen counter and the student was getting hot again, his pants getting tighter. Fuck, it took him quite some discipline to not grab that guy, turn him around and push him onto the counter whilst kissing him now.

 

It was the man’s voice that threw him out of his lusty thoughts and he was finally putting the now polishes plate away taking another one trying to focus on what the other said to him and doing the dishes like a normal person would. He was rather surprised when the topic the other spoke about was Brandon and the blond man trying to set him up with Kevin. “I know. We are friend and share a room since a few years now.” Niels smiled. “If it weren’t for his persistence I’d be at home alone this summer break reading and playing video games all day.” He laughed giving it a humorous façade but it was actually exactly what he’d be doing if he were at home. That and getting pissed thinking about how Wesley probably already had replaced him with a new guy. “I also don’t mind. Kevin is a nice guy, I like him.” The student added with a shrug and Kevin was indeed a likeable fellow. He was authentic, honest, easy to get along with and down to earth he just wasn’t sexually attracted to him nor was he sexually compatible with him but there was nothing remotely bad about making new friends either.

 

As he was taking another plate to dry he saw how the brunette was looking around paranoid again and his eyes automatically followed the other’s before he was looking at the man again who began to speak, stuttering a little what was rather cute somehow and the student raised his eyebrows when he heard what apparently concerned the older male after all. ‘So he does care.’ Niels thought hearing Hunter ask him if nothing had happened between him and Kevin at the lake and somehow he liked to know that the other was seemingly thinking about him more than he had expected him to. He probably shouldn’t be happy about this as well as he shouldn’t get jealous of the other man’s wife but he couldn’t do anything about it because he just did. “No!” he answered the question. “We just talked.” The black haired added, his chestnut coloured eyes taking the other man’s face in when he asked in a calm, attentive but neutral voice:”Would it bother you if it did?”

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Stupidly, Hunter wanted to say that it would bother him. So much so, he wanted to say it with such fierce passion. But he had no claim over Niels. The young student wasn't like his wife whom he had accepted to marry and live the rest of his life with and bury whatever attractions he had towards toward those of the same gender as him until the grave. And this… whatever it was, was sure to end when both the students returned to the city.

 

“It’s your life, son.” He grumbled his response instead “I can’t tell you who you can and who you can’t fool around with.” He knew it wasn’t the answer Niels wanted to hear, and it wasn’t an answered he would want if he was in Niels’ place. “Can’t say I wouldn’t be disappointed though.”

 

“Disappointed with what?”

 

The vocal response did not come from the source he expected, rather it came from Brandon who must have wandered back in the room. Hunter’s whole body jerked in surprise, not expecting his son to be in the kitchen with them. “Shit Brandon, made me jump right out ma boots.”

 

His son wandered across the kitchen towards the fridge and grabbed a beer before handing one to Niels. “I’m sorry if anything I said earlier was insultin’. Didn’t mean to. Just thought you two might hit it off and you’d get that stupid hairdresser off your mind.”

 

“Let Niels handle things the way he wants,” Hunter butted in before Niels could have a chance to respond. “These things take time and people move on in different ways.” His eyes flicked over to Niels to await his response, flashing a small grin at the young man. “Ain’t that right Niels?”

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That was not an answer. Well, it was an answer but not the answer to Niels’s question. It was means to avoid answering the actual question. And the student looked at the other man with a raised eyebrow when he was told that the other couldn’t tell him how to live his life. He was aware of that and he didn’t want anyone to tell him how to live his life either. It wasn’t like the other held power over him nor were they in a commitment but this really had not been the question. The psychology major had wanted to know if it bothered the other, how he thought and felt about this and he had just wanted to get across that he had not asked this and that Hunter knew what he had actually wanted to know when the other man admitted that it’d be disappointing for him if Niels had had something with Kevin at least. That was a start in terms of acknowledgement after all and it made Neils happy and feel like someone had lit a cosy fireplace inside of his guts. The brunette bothered! Meaning that they both apparently were on equal terms and the college student wasn’t the only one of the two who felt like this. And it made him want to take that handsome face and kiss him because it made him feel enthusiastic about all of this.

 

But not only had he to restrain himself there also was no time to even answer anything to that because a voice made him startle, pouring a bucket of ice water over the flame within him. Brandon. And Brandon commented on their conversations but had apparently not heard enough of it to draw any conclusions. His eyes followed Brandon almost sceptically now, as if he was examining him for his own safety but the other was definitely oblivious getting over to the fridge grabbing a beer and handing him one too, apologising for the stuff he had said earlier on, stating that it wasn’t meant to be insulting and he just wanted Niels to get Wesley out of his mind.

 

He knew. He knew that Brandon hadn’t had any bad intentions or had meant to insult him with any of the stuff he had said. The blond never had any ill means or wanted to insult him when he said stuff that was rather ignorant. If he thought the other would want to insult him or be intentionally rude or think badly about him he’d not overlook it like that, not let him get away with it and certainly not be friends with him. The intention and the context did matter a lot to Niels and he just wanted to tell his best friend that he knew and that it was fine when Hunter already chimed in, not giving him the chance to say anything in response, feeling the man’s hazel eyes on him while he was giving him a grin lecturing his son.

 

Although what the man said probably only served to stop Brandon to come up with ways to distract Niels from his breakup by trying to set him up with random men what the older male said still held a lot of truth in it, hence when he was asked whether he agreed he nodded slightly. “Yes, that’s pretty much correct. Different individuals deal with break ups and losses in different ways and have developed different coping mechanisms. Whatever strategy it is one just has to keep it constructive and healthy.” The black haired man answered with a general statement but Brandon had already logged off halfway through it. “Sounds like that endless, tiring shrink stuff again.” The blond remarked disinterestedly.

 

“Anyway...” Brandon went on. “The match starts soon. Let’s go watch it.” His best friend reminded him about an important football game on TV that Niels had forgotten about because it had never interested him in the first place. “In a minute.” Niels said though as he would watch it with him regardless. Brandon went to concerts with him too and went into the cinema with him watching movies he was not really interested in and Niels in turn watched sports together with the other and accompanied him to sport events despite his own disinterest just to do stuff together and hang out and share this with each other regardless of how different they were. “I’ll finish helping out your dad with this first.” The black haired told the blond and the man opened a board, pulled a bag of potato chips out of it, decided that it was not enough, grabbing a can of peanuts as well, telling Niels to hurry or he’d miss the opening act, knowing that his friend liked the opening acts more than the game itself.

 

Making sure that Brandon was heading upstairs the student closed the distance between Hunter and him, getting closer and closer and closer until their bodies touched. Without saying anything or doing anything more he was drying one plate after the other, smirking at Hunter from time to time, finding it too bad that they couldn’t be playful and free with each other because the house was full of his wife and children who were wide awake. With another gaze over his shoulder when he was putting the last dried plate away he confirmed himself that no one was there to see or hear anything when he let his hand touch the other’s thigh secretively and seductively as he asked:”When will we be able to spend some more time alone again now? Maybe a little more time than today?”, reminding the man of what he had told him in the morning, wishing he could jump him right then and there, fucking like rabbits, wishing the other would actually let him get close, talk to him some more, instead of the prospect of watching that game and the interviews that followed the game, the analysis of the game and the discussion about it afterwards.

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“I promise.” All he could do was reassure the younger male he’d work something out, but how the hell he was going to manage it he had no idea. “I’ll make it work.”

 

Once the dishes were finished, he joined the family in the living area, sitting next to Cathryn as Brandon cheered on the game that was playing. He wasn’t particularly interested but it was good to have all of them together in the one room, even if it was only his son who cared about what was on the television. It almost made him feel guilty that his risky behaviour with the visiting student could ruin everything.

 

Almost, but not quite.

 

-

 

”Niels, I want you…”

 

“Fuck … you make me feel so good…”

 

“Damn boy… slow down… I’m gonna… I’m… ah….”

 

-

 

Hunter arose early the next day, awoken by his wife’s kiss. She beamed at him as his eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room. “Morning handsome,” she said with a sweet smile, the smile that had captured his heart all those years ago.

 

’But not the one making my cock stand at attention.’

 

The dream had been so surreal, much to the extent he was disappointed the kiss was from his wife. He cursed himself mentally before responding to the woman and getting himself out of bed. “Morning,” he grunted groggily. “What are your plans?”

 

Rummaging through the dresser, Cathryn picked out an outfit before lining it up on her body in front of the full-standing mirror. “I was going to head into the city. Trish wants to go shopping and I know Brandon said he wants to look at some sports outlets or something. I was going to ask if Niels wanted to come too?”

 

‘A chance!’

 

Here was a hand-presented opportunity to be alone with Niels, a moment where the two of them could mess around without the being caught in the barn with their pants down. Yet, he felt guilt running through his body, almost paralyzing him.

 

Almost, but not quite.

 

“Ah, I kinda promised the lad I’d show him buffalo handling. He seemed pretty interested in really learning t-the jobs we do here. Unlike… uh… Brandon…” Nerves struck at the most awkward points as he tried to pull a fake story out of his ass.

 

“He seems to have taken a shine to it,” Cathryn commented, still trying to find an outfit to wear.

 

“Yeah… excuse me…” he said as he grabbed a t-shirt and made his way down to the room the two boys were staying in clad in just said tee and underwear. He knocked gently on the door before pushing it open gently to see who was inside. He had to tell Niels to decline to go into the city, regardless to the amount of begging and suggested blackmail his son would try and drop on his friend.

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He was staved off with the same sentences the other had already told him back in the barn this morning hence he had to shove his disappointment aside when he was joining his best friend in the living room since apparently they were not watching the match alone but together with Brandon’s family. For a moment, as he was watching the opening act, he asked himself whether Brandon’s family were all sports fans and it’d get incredibly awkward for him now but the longer the game was playing the clearer it was that the only one really interested in it was Brandon who yelled at the players as though they were able to hear him and as though he’d play much better with ease. It was interesting to know that his friend’s dad apparently wasn’t that much into sport, well, at least apparently not big of a football fan.

 

Niels had struggled to not outright fall asleep while the game was on. He was exhausted from the day of work on the farm, his body felt sore and he had been up crazy early unlike Brandon. Hence, when the third debate about the game aired he excused himself to go upstairs to sleep. After he had left the bathroom and was folding his shirt putting it aside he was crawling into bed and he didn’t even move a single centimetre anymore as soon as his back had hit the mattress, he didn’t even take his glasses off.

 

He could only as much as hope that Hunter and him would get another opportunity to be in private the other day when he was already falling asleep. And boy was he sleeping! As though he had fallen into a black hole, deep and dreamless. As if he had been knocked out. He’d probably not have sleeping issues if he did that type of work every day, if he was exhausted enough for his brain to turn itself off completely at the first opportunity it got.

 

It was a gentle sounding knock that drew him out of his slumber in the morning and he instinctively sat up with his eyes still closed. Niels’s glasses were sitting askew on his nose, his black dyed hair was all over the place and the sliding down blanket revealed his slim chest. Blinking his chestnut eyes, forcing them to open he looked where the knock had come from and when he was seeing clear he saw no one else but Hunter entering the room. Seeing the man looking around in the room in his underwear with just a shirt on, noticing that Brandon wasn’t in bed anymore and apparently had gotten up already and he wasn’t so sure if he was still asleep and dreaming now or if he had actually woken up and this was happening.

 

His still half asleep mind imagined the man approaching him, getting closer to the bed so that he could pull him on it and kiss him with burning lips whilst getting that underwear and shirt out of the way but for this to be a dream the brunette was too hesitant and cautious entering the room and Niels’s body felt too sore and heavy from the work he had done the other day and he also looked way more presentable in his sex dreams than he did now. “Morning.” The psychology major greeted with a deep, scratchy voice, straightening his glasses at least, his thin lips tugging into a cocky smile, his hand grabbing a hold of Hunter’s wrist when the man was close enough to reach. Damn, would he have liked to be reckless and oblivious enough to pull him into bed with himself for real now, to wake up and start the day touching and fucking him.